O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, till He appeared and the soul knew its worth. O thrill, O hope, the weary world rejoiceth, for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. O fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices, O night divine. O night when Christ was born. O night divine. O night when Christ was born. Led by the light, a face serenely beaming, with glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. So led by light, a star sweetly gleaming, here came the wise men from Orient land. The King of kings laith us in lowly manger, in all our trials born to be our friend. For Christ is the Lord, O praise His name forever, His power and glory evermore proclaim. His power and glory evermore proclaim. For Christ is the Lord, O praise His name forevermore proclaim.
